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I remember catching a baby skunk in a bottle, and taking it to school for show and tell. Can you imagine haw excited the teacher was to have a live skunk in her class room?
Shoot, I was going to use that as a question at a later date! You were popular with the kidxs, not so popular with the teachers. I never could figure out why. The skunk bottle was found in the chicken coop. What other treasure was found there?
I can't remember who shot the skunk, but I think it was either Kendell, Dean, or myself. I do remember that I couldn't smell skunk, but my ears would ring when I got too close.
I thought that it was Dean who shot the skunk out the bathroom window.
I don't remember shooting the skunk.. so I am betting on Dean. ... I remember hearing something about a shotgun and a cat with 9 lives ... anyone remember details?
I was the dummy that shot the skunk out the bathroom window. I came home late one night and I looked out the window and there were 2 skunks on the back lawn. We had been having problems with skunks stealing eggs from our chickens, so I thought this would be a good opportunity for revenge.
I got out the single shot 22 and went to the bathroom. I opened the window, then I turned on the badminton lights, hoping that the skunks would run away so I could shoot them farther from the house.
They both just looked up at me like, "what are you going to do?" I took aim and fired. One skunk dropped and the other ran away.
Then the smell hit. It wasn't long until Mom got up and asked me what was going on. The smell was so strong it made my ears ring. We went out and buried the skunk, it had also sprayed on a cardboard box. We burned the box, but that didn't help the odor. I couldn't sleep in our bedroom that night and it was several days before the stink went away. I learned a valuable lesson that night. Revenge on a skunk is usually not very sweet.
I was staying up at Grandpa Strong's house that night. When we walked out of the house to get into the car and go down to the house for breakfast we were hit by a horrible skunk smell. It only got worse as we drove toward home. When we walked into the house our ears were ringing. I think that breakfast that morning tasted like skunk. We then got the story of the skunk shooting. Mom was none to happy.
I was staying up at Grandpa Strong's house that night. When we walked out of the house to get into the car and go down to the house for breakfast we were hit by a horrible skunk smell. It only got worse as we drove toward home. When we walked into the house our ears were ringing. I think that breakfast that morning tasted like skunk. We then got the story of the skunk shooting. Mom was none to happy.
What is this business about ears ringing because of skunk smell? I've never heard of such a thing....
Just try scaring a Skunk someday. ... then you will know what it sounds like
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